In this guest column, Bess Cutter shares how she was introduced to water dowsing.
My story began when at the age of 16, I was privileged to follow - literally - in the footsteps of an aged Native American who was dowsing a water well on the farm property where I was employed. As an aside, Porky later drilled this well. This water dowser arrived with as many as five cut and trimmed water-witching limbs. He walked around with one, would throw it down, take another and continue dowsing.